My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

After Nan Chen had finished washing up, he put on the shirt that Ning Ran had washed for him.

The shirt was wet, and since it was custom made, it stuck onto Nan Chen’s body and showed off his muscular body.

He is annoying, but damn, he is sexy. Ning Ran couldn’t help but peeked a little.

“This shirt,” asked Ning Ran quietly, “How long have you been wearing it?”

Nan Chen turned to her and thought Is this woman dumb? Why would she ask such stupid questions?

He was the head of the renowned Nanshi Corporation and had never worn a shirt more than 10 times so there was no way any of his shirts lasted even a year.

Ning Ran felt stupid after asking that question.

Regardless of how well-made a shirt was, it was impossible to wear it for 5 years, and Nan Chen was too rich to do so.

Moreover, none of the buttons on his shirt were missing so that shirt could not have been the one that was worn by the man who got her pregnant 5 years ago.

The two of them were quiet as they returned.

Nan Chen was tall and walked fast.

Ning Ran, on the other hand, was walking slowly because she was troubled. Nan Chen had to stop every few steps to wait for her so he became irritated.

“Can you walk faster? Or are your feet just that ridiculously small?”

“Are my feet supposed to be as big as yours?” refuted Ning Ran angrily.

Nan Chen was stunned. That woman really is infuriating.

“Where did you buy that shirt?” asked Ning Ran.

Nan Chen couldn’t make heads or tail of what that woman was trying to say.

“I don’t know,” replied Nan Chen.

“Fine, keep it to yourself!” said Ning Ran angrily.

The truth was, Nan Chen wasn’t lying about it. He truly had no idea.

Something as minor as buying shirts had always been taken care of by his employees so he couldn’t have known where he got that shirt.

They walked in silence again.

“Seriously though, where did you get that shirt? Have you always worn the same style?” asked the persistent Ning Ran.

turned back and towered over

Chen brought with him

is a man’s shirt!” commented

even if Ning Ran liked it,

“I know it’s a man’s shirt. It’s not like a girl’s

again. Why is it so difficult to

hit him. This woman wants to buy a shirt for another

asked Nan Chen in a cool

Ning Ran was confused

guy?” asked Nan Chen who

be worn

Ning Ran, “What are you

shirt you want to

was trying to say and giggled at that. “Not telling

unique so you can’t get it anywhere!” shouted Nan Chen who felt

shirt like mine for your

didn’t understand why he was angry over

Ran thought about it before she nodded and said,

“What about it?”

Ran who didn’t

about it?”

“It’s nothing.”

little frustrated. Why is that woman

but it’s too complicated, and it’d look like she had an ulterior motive if she were to confess at that

him too so telling him the truth would only

but Ning Ran refused

of them returned to the cabin, everyone noted that Ning Ran and Nan Chen were in

one knew where they went or what happened, and no

Dabao, on the other hand, started whispering

shirt is wet,” said the observant Erbao, “And so is

who turned to face his

a

widen at his baby sister’s wild

Dabao’s

who took back what

would Third Uncle,”

who was embarrassed

“That’s right,” agreed Dabao.

go and

knew the answer, but he

a blabbermouth, and she would not be able to

on

that Zheng Lunlun’s face was no longer pale, and color

slowly being cured, and he was on the way to

showed that Dabao’s treatment was right, and Zheng Lunlun was

thought that at a crucial time like this, a kid was the one who saved a

amazing, big brother,” said Erbao who gave

his head and said,

believe

said Dabao who shook

asked the confused Erbao, “Mr.

know,” said Dabao, “I kept getting the feeling that something’s about to

walked over to hug her big brother and comfort him. “You’re the best, my

them

you and

think that Erbao would ask that question all of a sudden. For a moment, Ning

can’t exactly say we went to take a bath. Even though they were her children,

said Ning Ran stiffly, “Just… kids shouldn’t

said Erbao with her chubby cheeks held high, “I am four years

Ning Ran who was grinning, “then

still young,” said Erbao who was a master in the art of flattering others, “You’re the

“Beautiful lady?”

spoke was Nan Chen who

who was angry upon seeing the distaste in Nan Chen’s eyes, “You got

and sneered. Then, he bent down to check on